Suicidal

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Peyton:

It's Christmas Eve and Sabrina is spending the night at my house. She's been home from the hospital for a week and she's been in therapy every day for two hours.

My grandparents walk in and hug me
"Can I borrow your car I need to pick Sabrina up" I ask my Grandpa

"We'll come with" he says I nod and we get in the car
He drives.

My phone dings. It's from Sabrina.

Hey, I forgot to mention I have a singing competition to go to. Is it okay if I come later? Xx

I reply:

We've just left to get you, could we tag along?? Xx

She answers straight away:

Okay that works too xx

My mom rings I answer

"Hey what does Sabrina like" she asks

"She said she'll eat whatever you make, also me Grandpa and Grandma are going to Sabrina's singing competition. You can come if you'd like" I reply

"Okay We'll be there in five, send the address" she says and ends the call

I text her the address and we reach Sabrina's house

I get out ringing the doorbell.

She comes out wearing a red dress and a fluffy white jacket and heals
She has makeup on and looks beautiful.

She locks the door with her key and we get in the car.
"Where were your parents"I ask and she sighs

"David went out with Shannon and Sarah and mom she's at work. She said to wish you a merry Christmas and wanted me to give this to you" she says quieter than normal. Probably because my grandparents are here.

"Okay and thanks" I say she smiles and hands a box to me.

"So this is the girl you've been talking about non stop" Grandpa says wiggling his eyebrows

I blush and Sabrina looks at him. Slightly scared and confused
"That's my Grandpa and that's my Grandma" I tell her and she nods

"I'm Lindsay this is Paul" Grandma says and Sabrina smiles

"I'm Sabrina nice to meet you" she says in her normal quiet voice.
I take her hand which is shaking and I intertwine our fingers together.

She rests her head on my shoulder and my Grandpa puts music on. Eminem rap god on.

I hear Sabrina mumble the words and I look at her
"You know this" I ask and she nods

"I had to learn it when I was eight, Stacey wanted us to rap at a competition" she replies I nod

The fast part comes and as she's mumbling the words my Grandpa turns it down so we can hear her.

"You're really good at rapping" Grandpa tells her and she looks confused. She then realises it's been turned down and she looks down.

We reach the studio.
She speaks to someone and gets tickets handing them to me.
"I have to go inside, you'll be able to go in and get front seats" she tells me

"Okay Good luck" I say giving her a hug. She smiles and walks inside.

"She's so quiet" Grandma says and I nod

"I know" I tell her and I see my parents

"Let's go" Grandpa days and I hand everyone their tickets.
We sit in the front and everyone gets let in, soon the place is full of people.